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reunion. She was right; this could be fun. She slid Nolan a glance. Maybe.
    But Mel’s jubilant mood faded when she noticed that instead of pressing another floor, Nolan was getting off on the sixth floor with them. The three of them did the usual looking back and forth trying to catch their bearings and find their direction. When they all turned right and then made the same sharp left, it started to feel like too much of a coincidence. Nolan stopped at room 617 while Mel and Lexi went on to 619 right next door.
    “So it seems we’re going to be neighbors,” Nolan said as he slipped his card key into the lock.
    Mel slipped her own key in. “And so it would,” she said by way of reply.
    What were the odds of this? Nolan Parker was a way too handsome, out-of-her-league presence all through high school, and now he was shadowing her here? Mel fought the shaking of her hands and tried to appear cool. Her heartbeat quickening as if on a fifteen-year rewind back to her teen years. But she wasn’t an awkward teen anymore and he wasn’t the out-of-her-league high school jock. “You just keep your eyes on your own paper. We’re not in school anymore, so there will be no cheating going on, Mr. Parker.”
    She heard his deep chuckle as she entered the room and tried to ignore the tingle that fluttered across her skin with the sound. Beside her Lexi gasped. “Would you get a look at that view?” Awe and a hint of mischief laced Lexi’s voice.
    Mel took a step towards the windows, for a moment, also in awe of the picturesque view of the crystal-blue sky. The lush forest climbed up the mountains with the leaves turning glorious shades of oranges and reds before they would all too soon be blanketed with the snow to come. “You’re right, it really is beautiful. I don’t know why I never noticed it when we lived here.”
    “Oh, I’m not talking about that view,” Lexi said, brow raised, as Mel’s own brows drew together in confusion. “I’m talking about that view.” Lexi waved her hand to the right gesturing towards the open door connecting to the room next door.
    Mel took a step back and looked through the open door. There she saw a clear view of Mr. Wonderful himself, Nolan, as he waved to them both from the bedside of his adjoining suite. Oh hell. She had a clear view right past his sitting area to his bed! This was way too not-so-perfect to not be planned. Mel didn’t know if she should shake or shoot Lexi, and one look at her friend’s “I’m so innocent” expression had her deciding on the latter. But her homicide would have to wait as Nolan was saying something she should probably hear.
    “Sorry ladies, I guess this could be considered a little too close for comfort,” he said as he walked forward to close the adjoining door.
    “Hold up now, there’s no reason we can’t all be one big happy family,” Lexi said, rushing forward as if to stop him.
    “Oh yes there is!” Mel could have sworn her voice squeaked, but that’s crazy since she wasn’t the squeaking type. As it were, she’d only admit to speaking sharply on occasion. “Besides,” she continued, forcibly bringing calm to her tone through gritted teeth, as she went around Lexi to close the door on their side. “I’m sure Nolan doesn’t want to hear our cackling or,” she did shoot Lexi a look this time, “be a witness to me killing you. You know, and have to testify in court and all. It could get time-consuming and messy.” She lifted her glasses and pinned Lexi with her best death stare, which her friend pointedly ignored as she shrugged her shoulders and twisted her curly locks around her finger.
    It was Nolan’s low chuckle from his side of the door that sent a dangerously delicious tingle down her spine and reminded her he was still there watching their little floor show.
    “It’s really good to see you two haven’t changed,” he said, “I was afraid when I first saw you that maybe you had gotten all citified or something.